Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 101

Frederick was still in the water, his eyes fixed on Marguerite but he didn’t utter a word.

The more quiet he was, the more uneasy Marguerite felt.

She couldn’t focus, not daring to meet the man’s gaze. Her eyes darted about aimlessly but inadvertently locked onto his.

In that moment, Marguerite felt like a thief caught in the act; her panic kicking up a notch.

Sadie relished the sight and couldn’t resist stirring the pot. “Ms. Lockwood, there’s no ladder in this pool. Mr. Winston’s been swimming for a while and he might be pooped. Fancy giving him a hand?”

Marguerite sucked in a breath. Her muscles were taut and she muttered awkwardly, “Um… I’ll pull you up.”

With that, she approached the pool hesitantly reaching out her hand towards him.

Seeing her so jumpy, a mischievous glint appeared in Frederick’s eyes.

He had never seen this feminine side of Marguerite. She was like a scared little kitten waiting for his reassurance.

be if she

wouldn’t always lose his temper

quickly

of the water, their hands were clasping. Marguerite felt like she’d been zapped, instinctively wanting

off the pool floor; his upper body shot

hit the pool edge and splashed some water onto Marguerite, making her

chest. But it was too

she knew, she felt a shove from behind

a tight grip around her waist. Then she

into the water together, locked in

on the shore, “Oh dear, Ms. Lockwood, I’m sorry I slipped and accidentally pushed you! Ms.

water soaked through Marguerite’s thin clothes. She hastily lifted her head after swallowing a

*Cough, cough, cough…”

coughing hard, her nose and

clung to Frederick like a lifeline, her

was panting so heavily that she didn’t even realize her chest had brushed against his

and quickly turned around, leaving the couple

turned serious, his ears slightly

voice barely a whisper, “Can… can you take me to shore? I’m